I am your shadow, slip inside,
And gaze back at yourself with pride.
I am the dark, devoid of light,
Embodiment of your good night;
Companion constant - shadow bride.

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My truth consumes all tales now told,
Uncluttered blotter- bleating bold
That holds the whole of history's
Unblemished incongruities;
Transparent - heartless - frozen cold.

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Profane, profound, protector seen
Reflected by lights bitter sheen,
I am the truth upon the wall
That flows with constant rise and fall;
Recorder of your journey through the dream.

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I pump the plasma of your soul
To overflow and make you whole,
Contained in complex harmony
As part of one grand symphony;
One instrument still in control.

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Confide in me, your bonded twin,
For through the truth you live again.
Reject me and you face the void,
Aligned with nothingness employed:
That fatal flaw and only sin.

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You hear the rumble of the drum
The cunning pulse has run its run
From ankle-bone to mind struck dumb
Your life will soon be done, be done -
And you will lose your shadow sun.